HAHAHA, I DID IT @pumpkinofspace
It was a normal day in the pondscape, where Roman, Virgil, Patton, and Logan Swander all lived, inside of their host, Thomas Swandersās mind.
A normal day, that is, for all but Virgil Swanders. Ā After years and years of pining, he had finally decided to go out on a wing and confess his love for Roman Swanders. Ā They were 29 now, and swans only live for like 33 years, so it was now or never.
Virgil nervously waddled over to the edge of the pond, swan-heart threatening to beat out of his feathered chest as he watched the royal swan swimming. Ā Vaguely, he wondered how the other swanās crown never fell off and how he had golden stripes on his stomach but no other discernible clothes, but he flapped off the thought. Ā He was on a mission.
Patton honked a noise of encouragement at him, wings beating excitedly.
Virgil waded into the water and kicked out to meet his one true swan-love. Ā He had loved Roman since he first laid his beaty swan-eyes on him. Ā At least he was pretty sure he had. Ā Swans arenāt renowned for their amazing memories. Ā Roman was the wind beneath his wings, the honk in his chest, the worms or whatever swans eat in his beak. Ā He was everything.
And now, Virgil would tell him.
Shyly, Virgil approached, honking a soft greeting.
The royal tilted his magnificent swan-head, and Virgil still couldnāt help but wonder what is holding that crown on seriously what the fuck.
Virgil took a deep breath, ready to pour out every ounce of love and affection in his swan-soul to the other swan. Ā Well, here went nothing.
āHONK!ā Ā He proclaimed, swan-eyes filling with swan-tears. Ā āHONK HONK HONK HONK!!!ā
Roman flapped his wings, surprised. Ā āHonk?ā Ā He cried incredulously. Ā āHonk honk!ā
Virgil flinched back, as if stung. Ā He shouldāve known.
Logan swam up to them, and Virgil seriously needed answers because how had a swan tied a tie? Ā āHonk?ā He inquired.
Roman butted their beaks together in a swan-kiss. Ā āHonk honk,ā he explained.
Logan reared back. Ā āHonk HONK HONK!ā He accused, and Roman suddenly transformed into Deceit!
āHONK!!!!!ā Ā Virgil cried in distress.
āHonk honk honk!ā Ā Deceit hissed malevolently, swan-laughing.
Suddenly, Roman flapped in and swan-drop kicked Deceit in the head. Ā āHonk,ā he said, and everyone swan-laughed at the clever dialogue.
Virgil swam up to him shyly. Ā āHonk honk honk,ā he confessed.
Roman pressed their beaks together in a swan-kiss. Ā āHonk.ā
Thomas Swanders, meanwhile, munched on some grass or whatever it is that swans eat.
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